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Post by TW{i}STeDxX on Jan 18, 2007 15:44:10 GMT -5
Sitting atop a small dwarf cottage was none other than Amelia. All around her were dozens of dwarves, most dead, others cringing in pain. Her red eyes burned with delight as she slowly hopped off the roof of the small house, a spiked ball on a chain in her right hand. She walked through the small town, swinging the chain around in circles. Her evil grin widened more and more as each small dwarf screamed in agony as they were pummeled in the face, or if their heads were coming off.[/color]
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Post by Ransley on Jan 18, 2007 15:47:44 GMT -5
Rose walked up behind her in 6" black stillettos, a tight vinyl black miniskirt, and a strapless, tight laced black corset that revealed about 4" of her lower stomach, including her 'x' scar. "Hey, 'Melia," she grinned maliciously, pulling out a black jeweled dagger and digging it into the back of the neck of a particularly large dwarf. Her eyes were vibrant red.
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Post by TW{i}STeDxX on Jan 18, 2007 15:51:32 GMT -5
Amelia simply nodded, grinning maliciously and ripping the skin off of a fat dwarf, kicking it over and stepping on it. She purposely stepped on it's face, deforming it even more, and cackling evilly as it contorted in an unnatural way and screamed.[/color]
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Post by Ransley on Jan 18, 2007 15:54:27 GMT -5
Rose laughed mercilessly as a dwarf begged for its life at her feet. She slashed its face and punched it so roughly in the face that it's nose actually sank back in its head. The dwarf shrieked in extreme pain but Rose merely chuckled, kicking it to the side and driving her dagger into its chest.
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Post by TW{i}STeDxX on Jan 18, 2007 15:58:21 GMT -5
Amelia smirked and then walked towards the forest, kicking and punching everyone in her way. She picked up a small yet adult dwarf, and clasped both of her hands around its head. Within seconds, she had completely crushed the thing's skull. Its head was now narrow and extremely deformed, with blood heavily oozing out of its eye sockets, nose, and mouth. She threw it on the ground as others screamed in horror.[/color]
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Post by Ransley on Jan 18, 2007 16:02:03 GMT -5
"Nice one," Rosie laughed, obviously amused. She adjusted her shirt and began walking again, shoving the heel of oneof her stillettos into the eyeball of a still-living dwarf.
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Post by TW{i}STeDxX on Jan 18, 2007 16:07:44 GMT -5
Amelia grinned widely, her fangs glistening as the light reflected off of them. She wasn't exactly in a talkative mood. She had to get done what she had to get done, and she didn't give a flying fuck about anything else. She wandered her way into the dark forest.[/color]
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Post by Ransley on Jan 18, 2007 16:09:17 GMT -5
Rosie sighed and ripped a piece of clothing off of another dwarf, wiping off her heel with it. "I need to start wearing flats when we kill," she said, sighing fakely.
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Post by TW{i}STeDxX on Jan 18, 2007 16:11:45 GMT -5
She smiled mischievously. "That's why I wear Docs. You can stomp on an as.sh0le's face with 'um." she said, her Australian accent very strong.[/color]
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Post by Ransley on Jan 18, 2007 19:05:06 GMT -5
"My dear, where's your sense of amusement? You can't cut something open with your shoe with Docs. It's all about the heels."
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Post by TW{i}STeDxX on Jan 18, 2007 19:09:25 GMT -5
"That's what I use my nails for."[/color]
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Post by Ransley on Jan 18, 2007 19:11:08 GMT -5
Rosie looked down at her blood-red, long nails. "Heels work better, darling. But whatever works for you.
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Post by TW{i}STeDxX on Jan 18, 2007 19:12:31 GMT -5
"Stop with the whole 'darling' and 'dear' thing. We're the same age and I'm not someone you're harassing to kill." she shook her head and started walking again, grimacing.[/color]
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Post by Ransley on Jan 18, 2007 19:15:02 GMT -5
Rosie laughed. "Should I call you Riot Grrl instead?" she teased, tying her hair back in a ponytail. She squinted off into the distance, where a young man was walking. "'Melia, stop!" she hissed.
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Post by TW{i}STeDxX on Jan 18, 2007 19:18:18 GMT -5
Amelia rolled her eyes and then when Rosie yelled at her, she spun around angrily. "What?!" [/font]
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Post by Ransley on Jan 18, 2007 19:21:20 GMT -5
Rosie quickly pulled her hair out of the pony tail again, dropping it carelessly onto the ground. "There's some stupid human guy over there. Plan A?"
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Post by TW{i}STeDxX on Jan 18, 2007 19:26:50 GMT -5
"Of course." she smirked.[/color]
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Post by Ransley on Jan 18, 2007 19:29:11 GMT -5
Rosie grinned so evilly but beautifully that it seemed part of her face. She muttered a spell under her breath and was soon wearing a simple but very form-fitting green dress, and matching emerald slippers. Her lips were faded red as she quickly positioned herself directly in the path of the man, leaning against a tree and holding her ankle as though in pain.
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Post by TW{i}STeDxX on Jan 18, 2007 19:31:24 GMT -5
Amelia smiled maliciously and hid herself behind a nearby tree.[/color]
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Post by Ransley on Jan 18, 2007 19:34:10 GMT -5
As the man approached, Rosie began groaning. "Help!" she whispered softly, but loud enough for him to hear. Obviously she had done this many times before - she could've convinced the boy that the tree had reached out and broken her ankle if she wanted. The boy quickly walked over and began talking to her, eying her ankle nervously.
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